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[takethat]

[Thanks to Larry not knowing how to operate a stepladder correctly, Phoenix is currently laid up in bed, blue cast on his right leg, and an endless stream of whining ever at the ready.

He's also incredibly bored. Painting and drawing got old long ago, and he can't seem to stay focused on anything he tries to read. Never mind that he could probably pretty easily get out of bed and actually do something despite his (not very severely) broken leg...

He whines, over-dramatic, into the journal.]

Don't trust Larry Butz, everybody... he'll just break your bones and make you miserable...

...on a related note, come and sign my cast.

[With a bit of apprehension, he adds a filter.]



Um... Trucy? ...mind keeping your uh... old man... company for a little while?

[Good lord but he feels ridiculous even asking this of a teenager he's only just recently met.]

Comments

[cantacquityou]

In a way, yes.

[takethat]

...wasn't that... kind of... traumatizing?

[cantacquityou]

The aftermath was, for the most part.

[takethat]

Miles...

[He turns over (with some difficulty and bashing of that cast against Edgeworth's legs) and wraps his arms around the other man's neck.]

I wish I could've done something... even back then. You shouldn't have to hurt like that...

[cantacquityou]

Oh, it is not as if you had nothing to do with it. [The tone is clearly in jest, and he emphasizes it with a smile.]

[takethat]

...what did I do?

[All joking aside, he'd really like to know what was meant by that statement.]

[cantacquityou]

It was a joke, Phoenix. Don't worry yourself.

Each one of those...[What on Earth would he call them? They were not relationships. He pauses. The only word he can think to use is one he finds quite distasteful...]..."flings," I'd...suppose you would say, occurred during what I had deemed to be incredibly low points in my life. One of which was after I had... "chosen death," and had gone abroad.

[takethat]

["Don't worry?" Might as well tell Edgeworth "don't be flamboyant."]

...I can't really stand the thought of you having sex with a bunch of strangers out of depression. That isn't helping at all.

[cantacquityou]

That is not exactly the case, either, Phoenix. They were not entirely "strangers." And certainly not a "bunch."

[takethat]

It's still sleeping around because you were unhappy, and I still don't like it. I wish I could go back and rescue you.

[cantacquityou]

They were learning experiences, and those sorts of experiences I see no point in regretting.

[takethat]

[Stubbornly]

Then I'll regret them for you.

[cantacquityou]

...


I knew I had to tell you about all of this eventually.

[takethat]

I'm glad you told me... I'm glad you trusted me enough to tell me something like that.

...I just hope now you can trust me to... try to... keep you from ever having to feel that way again.

[cantacquityou]

Oh, trust me. Should I ever feel that way again I would never again allow for...such a thing again.

[takethat]

...I wouldn't allow it either. ...I love you too much.

[cantacquityou]

[He squeezes his lover a little tighter and closes his eyes to savour those wonderful words. They will never get old.]

I can think of no greater blessing than you.

[takethat]

[He, in turn, will never get enough of Edgeworth talking to him like that--so open and so sweet. He smiles brightly and returns the tighter hug.]

What a great thing to say...

[cantacquityou]

[A quick roll of the eyes.]

Besides, having someone as good as you, I see no reason to seek certain companionship elsewhere. You wear me out as it is.

[takethat]

I choose to believe that statement is completely and fully regarding my amazing sexual prowess.

[cantacquityou]

Yes. Yes, it is.

[takethat]

[He bursts into a fit of laughter at that.]

I know I always sweep you off your feet every time I touch you.

[To punctuate this, he clumsily rolls a bit more on top of Edgeworth... an action made far less successful than he'd hoped by his broken leg. This, of course, simply causes him to laugh even harder at himself. you tried]

[cantacquityou]

[He chuckles.]

There is "touching," and there is "flopping upon me like a fish"... Quite a difference.

[takethat]

[He deflates and sprawls on top of Edgeworth instead.]

I can touch you if that's what you want. All over.

[Although this isn't uttered with any hint of seduction--more like a bland statement of fact. Now he's just messing with his man...]

[cantacquityou]

Please do not break any more limbs. There is only so long I can wait for you to heal.